Bella Jasper Edward Emmet
Ring Ring
"Helloooooo!"
"Uh, hi."
"Hey hey hey, guuuuuuuesssss whaaaaat!"
"Er, what?"
"CHICKEN BUTT!" (slurrs words)
"Um, Bella?"
"WHAT, you freaking hobo!"
"Are you drunk?"
"NO!...mabye...yes."
"Ok, who gave you alcohol?"
"The flying duck-monkey!" (more slurring)
"Oookaaaay, I think I'll call you back when your a little more sober."
"Don't cry to meee.
If you loved meeee,
you would be heeere with meee."
"What are you talking about? I can't cry, and I'm just at the mall with Alice."
"You want meee,
come find meee.
Make up your miiiiiiiiiiiind!
AWSOME GUITAR SOLO!"
"Bella?"
(Bella has already thrown down the phone and is now head-banging in the Cullen's living room)
"ROCK ON!"
(Edward returns, looks at Bella for a moment, and then spots the phone on the floor)
"What's wrong with her?!"
"Drunk" (laughs)
"Why would you do such a thing?!"
"Hey, I didn't give her anything!"
"Then who did?!"
(laughs again) "She said it was the flying duck-monkey."
Edward Hangs up
"Hey Eddie! Come ROCK with me!"
(The door opens and Emmet walks in. Bella stops and waves at him.)
"Hi duck-monkey! Have a nice flight?"
(Emmet stops to stare at a now snarling Edward for a moment then turns and bolts out the door.)
" RUN AWAY!"
A/N: When I was little I had an imaginary friend. Yes, he was a flying duck-monkey.
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